My Reflector Is Invincible

62. Epilogue

[＜Abnormal Status＞解除 spell has been used.]

[＜Abnormal Status: Sleep＞ status is being lifted.]

Flash!

Daeho’s eyes, which had been tightly shut as he was deeply asleep, opened wide.

He grasped the current situation in an instant.

“Was it all a dream until now?”

If so, it truly was the worst nightmare.

Cold sweat trickled down his face at the thought of the despairing memories of the past that he never wanted to experience again.

In his memories, he was so powerless.

-You have to get out of here now, Cheonsoo Gwan-in! Get out for now and conserve your energy! We’ll take care of the front… We’ll leave the rear to you……!

The voice of the Hero Ryu-jin echoed like a haunting melody.

It was a phrase that had been stabbing his heart for decades.

In his dream, Daeho shouted at the hero.

-No… I… with you guys…….

-We’ll leave the rear to you.

-I want to fight with you guys!

-We’ll leave the rear to you.

-If I don’t go… if I don’t go, you’ll die!

-We’ll leave the rear to you.

But no matter how much he shouted, it was no use.

And so Ryu Jin died.

The sorrowful cries of his comrades echoed around the warrior.

However, Dae Ho did not have the right to cry.

‘I was the only one who didn’t fight with him until the end.’

It wasn’t because he was scared of the fight and ran away.

It was just because he wasn’t helpful, and even his comrades told him to fall back.

The only comrade who didn’t help at the crucial moment was himself.

Because of his carelessness, he lost both of his hands, and because he lost both of his hands, he lost his close friend.

‘His death is all my fault. If only I had fought with him… If only I had been able to hand him the items he needed like usual…’

If that had happened, the warrior, Ryu Jin, might still be alive.

That was why he was truly enraged.

“How dare you… make me have that cursed dream!”

At the same time, Dae Ho stood up abruptly.

His hands were still empty.

Of course, if he were the Thousand-Hand Avalokiteshvara of the past, he would have swept across the battlefield, wielding hundreds of hidden weapons with both hands.

However, not having hands didn’t mean he couldn’t fight.

Dae Ho twisted his body. Hidden weapons shot out from his body.

His entire body was covered in dozens, if not hundreds, of hidden weapons.

＜Full-Body Hidden Weapon＞

This was a special technique that Dae Ho, who didn’t have hands, had specially developed.

It was a unique legendary technique that surpassed even the hero level.

Killing intent radiated from his eyes.

He was so angry at his opponent that he had to use this technique.

Not only at the Mazoku who had made him have such a dirty dream, but also at…

“That dirty traitor who impersonated the warrior…”

The one who had tarnished Ryu Jin’s name, joined hands with the Mazoku, and targeted him first.

He had no intention of letting him go.

That was why Dae Ho glared at the man before him.

“You… treacherous son of a b*tch… I’ll crush your head… Huh?”

Dae Ho, who had been glaring at Joo Yun, flinched.

It wasn’t Joo Yun.

No, it was an even more sinister gaze…!

“No way… You brainless, tin can bastard!?”

“I didn’t know that’s what you thought of me.”

Dae Ho let out a scream at the Knight King’s exasperated sigh.

“Dammit, why are you here!?”

Dae Ho spat out the words.

It was a natural reaction, as he had been through a lot because of the Knight King, who had hated criminals since the old days.

However, Dae Ho quickly came to his senses.

“Tsk, your little brat is not the issue here. What about the traitor?”

“Huh, traitor? Did you have a strange dream while you were sleeping soundly?”

“What? What? What do you mean a dream…”

The Knight King clicked his tongue at Dado, who was stuttering.

“Pathetic. You were sleeping while we were out fighting the Demon Clan, and you still call yourself a comrade of the warriors?”

“No, who said we were fighting them!”

Dado pointed at Joo-yeon, whom the Knight King was blocking.

“Get this straight, you boulder-brained knight! That guy you’re protecting is the Demon Clan’s collaborator! Ryu-jin’s enemy…!”

“Huh, what kind of collaborator would rip out the Demon Clan’s heart?”

Huh? What?

“Heart? What nonsense is this rock-for-brains talking about…!”

Then, Joo-yeon held out something.

Thump-thump!

It was the real heart of the Demon Clan in Joo-yeon’s hand.

The Knight King looked at Dado as if he were a vagrant.

“I want to get rid of that filthy heart right now, but they said they’d use it to find other demons.”

“That’s…!”

“Please stop tarnishing the name of the warrior Ryu-jin and live, you thief.”

“…”

Dado wondered if he had really been dreaming.

In fact, he had lost consciousness after being hit by the Demon Clan’s five-fold magic.

Everything was confusing.

“Was everything I saw a dream?”

Was it only the ending with the warrior Ryu-jin that wasn’t a dream?

It was hard to tell what was real and what was a dream. That’s how powerful Highrowzen’s spiritual magic was.

To begin with, only an extraordinary demon could use five-fold magic.

However, he couldn’t say anything more.

“Don’t you ever fall asleep in front of the Demon Clan.”

“……!”

“Didn’t you create and operate an illegal gambling den in my territory?”

The Knight King looked down at Dado with murderous intent.

“And what was it? You kidnapped and imprisoned a dwarf?”

Dado cowered under the gaze that seemed to cut people in half.

“Ah, no…”

“That’s why I don’t trust a thief like you.”

“No. That’s not… I didn’t…”

“Yes, you did. Your disciple did it. As the teacher, so the disciple.”

“Hey, I’m a victim too…”

“You’re a victim? You must be joking! You must have pretended to be a victim because you wanted something!”

“Ahem… Ahem.”

“So you damaged my estate in the end to get what you wanted. That’s your style. Ryu Jin, that fool, would have forgiven your actions because he’s kindhearted, but I’m different!”

“……Ahem, ahem. My eyes have gotten dim with age.”

Daeho deftly deactivated ＜Full Body Armament＞.

Daeho, now looking like an ordinary old man, spoke in a quiet voice.

“I admit it. It’s all my fault. I’ll make sure to compensate you.”

“Of course you will!”

“……I’ll also compensate that ‘fake’ hero.”

At the word ‘fake’, the Sword King glared fiercely at Daeho, his aura flaring.

He had let it slide when Daeho attacked the one-armed man because it went against chivalry, but now this?

However, the person in question nonchalantly pointed to a corner of the smithy.

“Alright, let’s drop it and come help me make a hand.”

The Sword King frowned.

“You’re going to make a hand for that guy who dozed off at a critical moment?”

“Is that so surprising?”

“It’s not so much surprising as a matter of practicality. There’s no need to bother with such a useless person.”

“Why, he’s still the comrade of a great hero. How can he be useless?”

“He’s not. He’s nothing more than a useless thief, both in the past and now.”

Daeho’s expression darkened at the Sword King and Joo-yeon’s words. He had nothing to say.

After all, he didn’t know what had happened while he was asleep.

“Yes, I was wrong… Huh?”

Daeho, who had been startled, suddenly began patting his body.

His chest felt strangely empty, and Daeho realized that his cloak was missing. He looked around.

Joo-yeon chuckled at his appearance.

“Are you perhaps looking for this?”

Joo-yeon shook the cloak.

“You seemed out of it from sleeping, so I borrowed it for a bit.”

“This… This damn brat!”

It was no wonder Daeho was furious.

The cloak was hanging limply, unlike usual.

[＜Holy Sword＞ is absorbing the power of ＜He Who Promises the Dawn＞]

[One of the restrictions of ＜Holy Sword＞ has been lifted]

[From now on, even those who are not heroes can properly wield ＜Holy Sword＞]

[The power of ＜He Who Promises the Dawn＞ has decreased]

[It will enter a period of rest until its power is restored]

Since he had already transferred his power to the ＜Holy Sword＞.

For the time being, it was nothing more than an ordinary magic cloak.

However, that wasn’t what Daeho was angry about.

“Why are you wearing it!”

The cloak was naturally draped over Joo-yeon’s shoulders.

Even in its weakened state, it could still be used as a cloak.

The warming and cleaning functions were still the same.

Joo-Yeon shrugged his shoulders in a playful manner.

“Is this a reward for defeating the Demon King? Why are you so quiet when you didn’t do anything?”

Hmm…

The Grand Master became a mute who had eaten honey.

At the same time, he came to his senses and questioned the Knight King.

“What the heck! A warrior?!”

“Because he’s a warrior.”

“Is this kid crazy too!”

At that moment, Joo-Yeon waved his hand.

“Well, then shall we go and greet the guests?”

“Guests?”

“Those who want to be my teacher are gathering.”

Dae-Do’s mouth fell open.

A teacher!

‘Wasn’t that just a rumor?’

Giving the position of a teacher after receiving a real price?

Joo-Yeon seemed to have caught on to his expression and smiled slowly.

“Oh, I’m also planning to give the credit for defeating the Demon King’s heart to my teacher, but who would be good?”

Even the credit for defeating the Demon King’s heart?

Dae-Do’s appearance became urgent.

“W… Wait, take me with you! That’s your purpose anyway, right?”

“Why would I?”

“What?”

“If you really want to follow me, pay up. Why don’t you just give me everything in that subspace?”

Hmm…

Dae-Do’s mouth was blocked for a moment.

A moment later, Dae-Do came to his senses and shouted with a flushed face.

“You thieving bastard!”

“Aren’t you the head of those thieving bastards? If the headwaters are clear, the downstream will be clear.”

Thud…

Dae-Do, who could no longer withstand his blood pressure, collapsed.

Joo-Yeon burst into laughter.

‘As expected, a hot-blooded character. He’s easy to manipulate.’

In fact, Joo-Yeon originally intended to take Dae-Do with him.

Because he needed the items inside his subspace.

He just made Dae-Do angry and knocked him out on purpose in case his [Symbol of the Bullfrog] would be activated.

It was the same method he had used when he recruited him as a colleague.

‘Well, I feel sorry for messing with his trauma, but I also did it to kill his spirit a bit.’

However, the Knight King looked at Joo-Yeon with an unpleasant expression. Rather, he was trying to dissuade Joo-Yeon because he cared about him.

“Are you really going to take him? I acknowledge his abilities, but his nature is that of a thieving scoundrel. You too……”

“A thief doesn’t necessarily steal.”

What?

“Why do you think I told you to find the Thieves Guild?”

Joo-yeon mentioned that the guests should be arriving soon.

“We must investigate the identities of those who come this time.”

“……!”

“First, we have to confirm their weapons before dealing with them.”

The dwarf, second only to the Dwarf King in prowess, made the weapons with all his might.

The weapons of the ＜North Wind＞.

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“And.”

“……!”

“The Thieves Guild demands a price.”

“A price…….”

“You must also pay the price for targeting me as a pickpocket. If you want to make the Guild Master your teacher, you must bring an adequate price.”

The Knight King narrowed his brows at those words.

He had no intention of accepting him from the start…….

“Why?”

“No.”

……Can a hero really be like this?

The Knight King thought seriously.